The Strategist Knows Everything

Between Fort Lair and the army of Albion, a place will be created to negotiate on a steep pitch. Even if it's a bargaining ground, it's just a tent.

It is the soldiers of Albion who are making it, and this one is just watching. I don't have the courage to order the soldiers who fought earlier to work together. To Fio, of course. If you do it, the results are visible.

There will be blood for sure.

With that in mind, a negotiating ground is created on a steep pitch between Fort Lair and the Albion army. When it comes to the negotiating ground, Charlotte comes beside me.

"Are you sure you want to negotiate?

It's still a scared running voice.

Maybe it's a cat stroke, but when an old man with a wild voice does it, it's a thousand times more disgusting.

Even more so, Charlotte looks awkward now.

There's blood everywhere.

"Wipe as much blood as you want."

"I'll wipe it later. So? What do you think?

"Respond. I don't have any other hands. You said you were ready to retreat from the other side."

That's one reason the soldiers at the fort are listening.

Even if we don't get on with the negotiations and keep staring at each other, the other forts will just be attacked. Without entering into negotiations, some hands say the main force will move to other fortifications, but if we do that, the Albion army will strike at us just fine.

In the end, if I don't get on the bargain, I'll get stuffed. If luring me and Fio to the negotiating table is the other way around, at least if we don't get to the negotiating table, we won't move on. It is this way that the glue condition continues to be troubling, so even though I know it is inviting, there is no other way to get on.

The best thing right now is to minimize the wound. Even with that premise in mind, in order to win, it is necessary to withdraw the Albion army in this negotiation, in the interests of the Empire.

"There are two escorts. I'll take Captain Ars, so can the other one be Charlotte?

"Yeah. I don't mind. It is my duty to protect Fiona."

I'm well dressed, but my hips are cum, so everything's ruined.

Nevertheless, Charlotte has no trauma whatsoever while bathing her whole body with returning blood. That alone makes no doubt about Charlotte's power.

Fio left the choice of two escorts to me.

Melee if something happens in the negotiations. Then it's not suitable for Micana. Naturally, so is Erica.

Roy who stays is undeniably inexperienced, and more importantly, he's going to say something extra.

As a result, I chose Captain Ars as my escort. But there are two escorts. I can feel safer taking the handyman with me. So the other one is Charlotte.

Well, it's also a candidate considering that Charlotte's dark character will have some influence on the enemy.

"I'm expecting you, huh?

"Alas? Are you planning on making it a rough thing? Then let's make it rough."

Whether rough things are rough, rough people's hearts.

Seeing Charlotte begin to spin her thick arms, I was impressed by Fio's mental strength.

I wouldn't have a whole day if this was an escort.

"Hey. Charlotte. Can I ask you something?

"What?

"Do you like Fio?

"Oh? Could it be you, me?"

"No, it's not!

What kind of thinking circuit are you in? This one.

If you mean Fio, I know. Why does it connect to the idea of who I am?

"But it's a shame. I'm only interested in cute boys and cute girls."

"It's not a shame at all, and be aware that you're less up to standard"

"Oh? Lower your standards and you'll be in, too, right?

"……… I don't care anymore."

Endless. Whatever you say, they give it back.

I don't know what to do with it, but I'm unconsciously close to it, so I have a bad touch.

But if you scratch your opponent around like this, that's all we'll gain.

The most important thing in a negotiation is to drag the other person to his mound. Me and Fio have already been dragged out and the response is behind us.

"It's only because it's a good idea to get hit."

"Si Xian, you're a mess, aren't you? Especially Pix Randall. He's been in your position for quite some time. He's an old trickster. with the greatest weapon of experience. Wow."

"I can't bury the experience. But it's not like a long-lived guy has the most experience. The problem is density."

"It's not like you can afford it, is it? Are you confident? Or do you know you're going to win no matter how you fall?

Well, what do you think?

I gave Charlotte an ambiguous smile, while I captured the tent in my sight that was being completed.

It's time to get ready. than the commander leaves us both, and then we have to make sure that whatever happens

"Micana."

I'll be right behind me long before Charlotte gets here. Speak up to Mikana.

I'm in a bad mood because I chose Captain Ars as my escort, but it doesn't mean he won't answer my voice.

"Yes."

"Gather the squad leaders. Shall I consult you about the rest of this?"

"It's like there's a chance you won't be able to come back, right?

"The opponent is Shi Jian-kun. We have to assume under any circumstances. There are so many people behind us who don't have the strength to fight."

It's the same here that can't be beat.

No, the feelings on the Albion side will want to win. In contrast, the imperial side cannot be beaten. This is the one who's being cornered at the point of his first feelings.

The chances of winning this war were thin from the start. If you can bring it into negotiations with your enemies from there, you'd do well.

So let's just say we carry a little bit better.

"Well, don't worry. I'll do something about it this time."

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"Oh, here I come. Big wings of eyetail. And"

Entering the tent, the squeaky voice of the little old man sitting in the chair sounds. At first, the old man watching Fio moves his gaze straight towards me.

"Velis' warrior. Non is Albion's Four Wise Men. Pix Randall. Well, he says four wise men, but it's not as big a deal as I say. Treat me like a mediocre old man."

Bald head, wrinkled hands and face. He's an old man who doesn't look strange when he's in a nursing home.

But only green eyes aren't old enough. So much so that I thought I'd catch my breath the moment I glanced at him.

"…… make a joke. Sir Randall, if you're just an old man, people all over the continent will be less than mediocre."

That being said, the stats that popped into my eyes that activated my skills were just high numbers, either as expected or after all.

There are ninety fighters. Intelligence is over one hundred and twenty, and magic is over one hundred.

It's a status I've seen. Except for Dear Dio, there's only one person I've ever confronted with with this high level of intelligence.

Admiral Arnold.

Combat and magic are slightly above Randall, and intelligence is similar, although above Admiral Arnold. That means they're in close proximity.

When confronted by Admiral Arnold, we on the side of Velis had an advantage over the Empire from the beginning. So I didn't have to let Admiral Arnold roll me over.

But this one's at a disadvantage now.

Status doesn't lie. If it is a comparison of wisdom under the same conditions, higher intelligence wins.

This one has Fio, but he doesn't fight with his arms. Winning by number is not necessarily advantageous.

"I think it's happier to be below mediocrity. There's nothing to be expected of you, and you don't have to be sent to such a battlefield."

Laughing foffo, Randall suggests to sit in the seat he had prepared.

With a word of thanks, me and Fio take a seat, and behind them, Charlotte and Captain Ars stand.

There is only one escort on the Albion side. That guy has about fifty fights and no other stats. Rather than being an escort, what about Randall's caretaker?

"I thought that was a luxurious concern of the blessed. I am not confident in myself, so I always want to be above others"

"Don't lie. Clay, you don't want to be above the others, do you? That's what I hope to surpass... the enemy, isn't it?

A lightly narrowed Randall's eyes shoot me through.

Before I got here, I went to Charlotte to say that the experience was dense. And I had the experience of comparing wisdom with Admiral Arnold, even though I thought that even if he was one of the wise men of Si Xian, he wouldn't take a pull.

It was shallow.

I feel the pressure trying to crush this one. Is Fio feeling it, too, or is he small and sweaty?

The atmosphere that Randall is giving now resembles that of a fierce warrior. This man is not a schemer on the desk. This man himself wandered through a considerable training ground, and there is something backed by it.

Should it be called boulder? Only the general of Albion, surrounded by enemy countries, is likely to have both one- and two-habits.

Well, even if I'm freaking out here, it doesn't start.

Negotiations are also a battle. Leading the way is becoming quite important.

"I'll leave it to your imagination. Well, this one doesn't have much time, so I'd like to move on to negotiations right away?

"Bye. This is not the only place where the fight is stopped. Masefield is now marching with the rear army 40,000 to attack the two forts. If I don't spend much time with him, I'll just drop the fort."

The more vivid they are, the more they talk about their own military operations. How happy I am if this is unintentional.

But this old man is intentionally leaking information. There is no problem with being known. Or I thought I could put pressure on this one, so I taught him how to do it.

"... that's tough. If they drop the fort, it won't be a truce or a place of peace. If the front line collapses, the Empire will be in its final disobedience."

I don't know why, but Randall wants to stop the fight. Well, it's if I believed the word.

If it is true, it will react in some way, and if it is a lie, it will react with it.

"That's right. That's right. Non wants to go home to Albion by ceasefire now. That's where you want to be, right?

"Yeah. If you could just leave, I wouldn't be happier. You don't have to waste your blood."

"Exactly. If any of them gain by fighting, let's not forget it."

It's a profound word.

But I can guess who will somehow gain from it.

I know people in the safe zone who are good at moving others as they please.

"... are you Yuri Stratos?

"Exactly. He's pulling the strings for this war. By manipulating His Majesty the Duke."

Randall's eyes wobbled a little as if there was no disturbance as if it were water on the lake.

That would probably be anger. But it just disappeared, and he started looking at me and Fio again.

"While you know so much... why don't you take him?

"That's what he's after. His purpose is twofold. waging war, driving the heroes of each country to the battlefield and pawning themselves"

Only then could I understand what Randall hated to fight for.

If you fight, you might take a deep hand yourself. And if you're attacked by Stratos' magic there, you can't resist.

Perhaps quite a few of them have already fallen into his hands.

I see. Certainly there are more gaps in the mind than those who are clearly conscious, those who are injured and weak, those who are exhausted. It's more efficient to manipulate.

"What about the other?

Fio listens who kept his mouth shut beside me. But that sounded more like confirmation than because I didn't know.

Randall asked me, "Why don't you discuss it?" That's what he's after, "he replied to the question.

What leads us from that answer?

"By pawning those who come to discuss themselves. Already around the Duke is solidified at his fingertips. If you go get him, you'll only get one more pawn."

It's a frightening story that Si Xian will be Stratos' pawn.

Well, it would have been a pretty bad situation to say that Master Kaguya was in that state now that I think about it.

Anyway, Kaguya is more troublesome than Randall in front of me right now. For being highly combative as an individual.

Thinking about it, I think it's okay, but there are four of you. If all four of us as human as Randall become pawns of Stratos, that is the crisis of the continent.

Veris' predecessor was also a dangerous man, but Stratos has not lost when it comes to the danger of his ability to manipulate just about anyone. Although both are the same in terms of ignoring the other person's will.

"I see. So we have to fight. And the purpose is a fan in my possession, right?

"It's very helpful to know what's going on. Treasures that make our country a national treasure and deny Albion the land of sorcery from the ground up. Kamifan Klarus. Would you give it back if you could?

Is that a condition for withdrawal?

But Klarus is a counter weapon to Stratos, and hence to all those who deal with sorcery.

Having it alone becomes a deterrent, and the depositor needs a lot of trust.

"This is something Sophia trusted me to keep. I'm sorry, but yes. I can't say I understand."

"Ma, I guess so. If it's your position, I won't give it to you. I didn't expect you to give it to me."

"So what are you going to do?

Randall smiled calmly like a favorite

"I'm taking you to Albion."

That's what I said.